Well, well, let it alone. I sha'n't ask Miss Horton to dine in this
room, I assure you. I will send up a plate.
And away the little saucy toad fluttered down.
When they had dined, up they came together.
Well, Miss, you would not eat any thing, it seems?--Very pretty sullen
airs these!--No wonder the honest gentleman had such a hand with you.
She only held up her hands and eyes; the tears trickling down her cheeks.
Insolent devils!--how much more cruel and insulting are bad women even
than bad men!
Methinks, Miss, said Sally, you are a little soily, to what we have seen
you. Pity such a nice lady should not have changes of apparel! Why
won't you send to your lodgings for linen, at least?